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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I love sex in places that are quite public or where we could get caught.
Most memorable was probably on holiday in Turkey with my first kinky boyfriend. We fucked so much on that holiday... and me being super noisy and forgetful, left the hotel room window open one day whilst we had some great sex in the room, people cheered when we got back down to the pool and me being younger got very embarrassed  Nowadays, I think I'd use that as a springboard to try to organise some group sex
^Digressed a little there with memories of sunshine and sex^
One day we were at the beach and decided to fuck in the sea, it was great although I think some people may have known what we were up to. Later that day we decided to go on a boat trip.....
I was super horny and demanded to be "discretely" fingered on the boat full of people, there is nothing at all discrete about me having an orgasm and I think I had three before the first stop! .
We stopped at Cleopatra's Cave, I wanted sex in there too and it was quite dark, so we did, I remember him dunking my head under the water as I orgasmed because I was "being too noisy." I feel terrible but there were people feet away from me whilst I was getting fucked, it was super hot!
Back to the boat and back to the foreplay.... saw a sea turtle whilst being fingered and having my nips played with, stopped at a place where we could climb up a cliff and then jump off into the sea, which we did but it wasn't as fun as all of the orgasms I'd already had. Then my partner (at the time) told me to take of my bikini top, of course I obliged, I'd already shared more with that boat trip than boobs.
I believe that the last stop on the boat trip was Camel Island, I'd already had my fill of sex in the sea it makes you sore, water and salt are not good lubricants  Soooooo we fucked in the toilets on Camel Island, finishing with a spectacular facial which he scooped up on his fingers and stuffed in my mouth (to hide the evidence). I was typically loud and I think a few people suspected what we had been doing when we came out all smiley and satisfied.
Then we rode off (not very far) into the sunset (it was early afternoon) on a camel, confident that we were the most sexually satisfied couple on Camel Island.
I strongly dislike that ex now, but I still have the picture of me riding a camel in my house because it was an awesome day.
Come to think of it I could do with another holiday  |
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